Barry: Geoff, you got some extremely personal mail that I obviously opened. Congrats. You got into the study-abroad program in Spain.
Geoff: Oh, my God, really?!
Barry: Yeah. The Spanish are awesome. They eat dinner at midnight, fight bulls for fun, and even their babies kiss hello.

Erica: Wait, you're just gonna jet off to a faraway land of fancy ham and flamenco dancing?
Geoff: Oh, I-I mean, it's totally not gonna happen. It was just a lark. A lark that totally panned out in the most amazing way, but it's not happening.
Erica: Geoff, look at me. You have to go.
Geoff: Wait. You really want me to go?
Erica: It's Spain! Or, as they call it, España. Es-pa-ña! Huh? Are we starting a chant or what?
Geoff: I don't think so.
Erica: Madrid, Barcelona, Ibiza.
Barry: You know your places. Nice.
Geoff: I'm gonna start the car.
Erica: But you can't drive to Spain! It's across a whole ocean!

Adam: Brea can't come to the wedding. She's going to her grandma's 70th in Hartford. Should I be worried?
Erica: Hot dog, yes! Very worried.
Adam: I thought you were gonna gently reassure me I was being crazy.
Erica: Do you know anything about senior birthdays in Connecticut? Super sexy. That's why it's called the Romance State.
Adam: I think it's the Nutmeg State.
Erica: You're thinking, but I'm knowing. Once you cross state lines, anything goes.
Adam: But they're just going to the Holiday Inn.
Erica: Ouch.
Barry: They have pools.
Erica: Pools have boys.
Barry: Boys meet Brea.
Erica: Brea go bye-bye.
Barry: Bye-bye.
Adam: Oh, God! There is a pool! And a free New York Times every morning!
Erica: That's what I'm saying. They really know how to set a table for love.

Beverly: Ginzy, I wasn't very nice earlier, so this will come as no shock. But I'm gonna need you to bring me all your white roses, you tremendous piece of [bleep].
Virginia Kremp: [gasps] You know, words like that are why we canceled HBO! I'll have them here by 1:45.

Geoff: Hey, whatcha doin'?
Erica: Hiding from Jane Bales. She's a scary lady.
Geoff: I know. She made me the flower girl. I didn't even say yes, but here's my basket of petals.

Adam: I can't believe Brea's going to the Holiday Inn in Hartford.
Barry: I know. It's like she's going to the Playboy Mansion, if the Playboy Mansion was in the insurance capital of the world.

Murray: You know, I was gonna save this for my wedding speech, but what the hell. Marriage... is not a sure thing.
Bill Lewis: That's a rough start.
Murray: Look, if you find the right woman, like I did, it's the easiest choice in the world. I knew I loved Bevy soon as I met her. Over the last 28 years, she's really taught me what love is. If you find a woman who makes you half as happy as Bevy makes me, you're set for life.
Bill Lewis: [opens door] I want what you have.
Murray: That's a good thing 'cause it's waiting right outside.
Bill Lewis: You really are my best man. [hugs Murray]

Beverly: And how dare the two of you try to sneak off and elope?!
Dolores: I'm sorry. Is this any of your business?
Beverly: Silly Dolores. Bill is my husband's best friend, which makes him my best friend, which makes this all about me.
Dolores: That does not track.
Murray: Which is why we didn't tell you about it. We knew you'd want to take over the wedding and do something crazy.
Beverly: All I wanted to do was throw them a grand wedding for the ages. I just need six months and a quarter of a million dollars.
Dolores: We leave for Tahiti on Sunday.
Beverly: Challenge accepted. The wedding is tomorrow!

Beverly: You could have what we have. [gasps] Ooh, and we'll have it in the backyard.
Murray: But nobody uses the john in the house 'cause we got bushes.
Bill Lewis: That's both a kind and wildly ungenerous offer. But no one can plan an entire wedding in a day.
Beverly: Watch me. [rips up document] [chuckles] Whee! [laughs]
Dolores: That was my birth certificate.

Erica: But it's a wedding, and I'm obviously bringing Geoff.
Murray: Who?
Geoff: [emotionally] This isn't because your father doesn't know my name. It's just weddings get me going. You know, the bride in the dress of her dreams, the promise of forever, the dad in the wheelchair who's standing up just for that last little walk down the aisle.
Murray: This is who you want to bring? Really?
Beverly: Everyone's invited, Murray. Even hysterical Geoff.
Barry: Who's getting married, again?
Beverly: Your dad's friend Bill and some rando. Oh, it's gonna be so much fun! Ooh, it's like we're all getting married. [hugs her kids]
Geoff: Don't forget me!